Knees Artinya

On the day Rita Vale discovers she’s pregnant, she rushes to share the news with her husband.only to find him holding the woman who once abandoned him at the altar. His first words? “I want a divorce.” Thrown out, humiliated, and nearly killed by the very woman who stole her place, Rita walks away… carrying a secret that could change everything. His child. But Victor Vale never thought he could miss her presence. Not when she disappears. No longer the obedient wife he discarded, but a powerful, untouchable woman with a child who has his eyes… and a heart he no longer has any right to claim. Now, the man who once cast her aside is on his knees, begging for a second chance. But Rita is no longer the woman who loved him. And this time. She’s the one with the power to destroy him. Will she forgive the man who broke her… or make him regret losing her for the rest of his life? What happens when the truth about her child finally comes to light? And when love turns into war… who will be the one left standing?

To all the girls who gave too much and asked for too little一 no wonder you perfer the villain who tells you to be selfish while he burns the world to keep you. When others declare a monster, she sees a monster that needs love twice. Finally out of the orphanage, Arabella needs to find a job with a good pay that she'll be able to provide for herself. When young italian billionaire, Vincenzo varallo hires her to be his personal assistant she has to try and ignore his charms to focus on her job as well as to find out where she came from. ** “Mr Varallo,” I begin slowly. “Our relationship is suppose to be strictly professional.” I protest pushing his body away from mine but that just seemed to make him want to come closer. “I am your boss right?” He asked bringing his lips closer to mine. I nod my head only because I am afraid a squeak might exit may mouth. “Then I ordered you to go on your knees and suck.” He smirk. *...* WARNING: Contains sexual content.

Isolde Vancrest had witnessed the ultimate betrayal. Her long-time fiancé, Alan Princeton, had gotten his own sister-in-law pregnant, and he had the audacity to defend it. Alan: "You can't have children. The family can't end with me." How ironic. This was the same man who had once knelt nine times to propose, swearing he would rather be sterile than ever hurt her. If love was a joke, then pride had lost all meaning. That night, Isolde called the one man in Southbridge whose name most people feared to speak. By morning, she was his wife. When Alan saw her again, it was at her wedding. He dropped to his knees, eyes red. Alan: "Honey, I was wrong. Please… look at me." Isolde took a step back and fell into the arms of the man behind her. "The Prince," the ruthless ruler of half the city, wrapped an arm around her waist. "Seems you've forgotten your place." His voice was biting cold as he looked down at Alan. "Now she’s someone you don’t deserve to even look at."

Aiva is just a she-wolf leading an ordinary life like anybody else. But she was rejected just after her new engagement with her new boyfriend. No time to feel sorry for the loss of her relationship, she had to pay for her brother's school fees and debts. Being the manager of the Bikers' Club, she decided to take an advance from her boss, Leo Williams, the very person she is most afraid of. But she only encountered him with a she-wolf on her knees as she was giving him a blowjob. Leo's eyes matched hers, and he asked, smiling, "Wanna join?" Leo Williams is the Alpha of Howl Pack, and the Bikers' Club is just one of his many organizations. His eyes, mind, and heart were set on Aiva the moment he saw her once. And, now that she is rejected, and her second-chance mate, who would stop him from letting his desires, obsession, and possessiveness over her grow? She is his. His MATE. His to be with from the moment he laid his eyes on her.

Seraphina Blackwood thought she was safe in her quiet cabin, but her world just exploded in green fire. An ancient evil has woken up, and the protective walls around Sera are melting. In a moment of pure pain, Sera lets out a mental howl so loud it hits Kaelen Thorne the Alpha who broke her heart three years ago like a physical blow. Miles away, Kaelen and his tracker, Silas, are slammed to their knees by the force of her scream. The old pack bond they all once shared has snapped back to life, pulling them both straight into a nightmare. To stay alive, Sera and Kaelen are forced into a forbidden Life-Tether. Now, they are the only ones physically bound together. They feel every ragged breath and every skip of the heart. While Silas can feel the ripples of the pack bond, he is not part of this soul-bind. He is forced to watch their intimacy from the outside, feeling like a ghost in their connection. With a "Wild Hunt" of monsters at their heels, they must decide what will kill them first: the ancient predator hunting them, or the heat of a bond that refuses to stay broken.

"Mommy, we found a daddy!" My twins have brought three powerful men for me to choose a husband. The most powerful and handsome man in the world is standing before me, saying, "I gave you my virginity, won't you take responsibility?" "Darling, I was wrong, please come back to me," my ex-husband who once sold my innocence for his own gain and abandoned me for my sister is on his knees begging me for me to get back with him. Even the in-laws and adopted family, who once despised and tormented me are now at my feet, begging for forgiveness. "Baby, we finally found you," the mysterious family I never expected, who've been waiting for me their whole lives. Meanwhile, my new in-laws are ready to fight the world for me, "She’s not just our daughter-in-law, she's our daughter." And my brothers-in-law, standing with their brother, fiercely ready to even burn the world for me, "If anyone dares to touch our sister-in-law, they won't even leave ashes behind."

I caught his scent before I saw them, my husband's scent, saturating another woman's skin. Three years. I gave Alexander three years, my father's territory, my people's loyalty, and a slow poison quietly destroying my body from the inside. I made him — pulled a fallen, abandoned Alpha from the dirt, merged our packs, convinced every dissenting elder, and stepped aside so he could wear the crown I built. I called it love. He called it convenient. The night I walked into that ballroom uninvited, his mistress was already on his arm. By the end of the night, she was on her knees — telling the entire pack she was carrying his heir. That was the moment I understood: I was never his wife. I was his ladder. I walked out without trembling. And I started planning. There was only one move left — to go to the man I had once rejected. The most powerful Alpha in the word. The one who never forgot.

God is always fair, but the world is never fair. Sometimes to defeat bad people, you must become a bad one yourself. His bloody hands rested on his knees which were spread apart. His head was bent and he looked perfect for the job. I just offered him my hand."I don't need your help. I can get up on my own."I raised an eyebrow at him and connected my hand with his. I attempted to pull him up. But, he didn't budge. I tried again, but no luck. This time, he growled. "Stop it and get lost. Leave me alone." He pointed his finger at me. I immediately caught hold of the finger and attempted to snap it, but he was quicker than me. He caught my hand which was holding his finger and twisted it so that my arm was strangling my own neck and I was pressed against his chest. We broke into a fight and in the end, we both were breathless and I was straddling him.

I thought I was the Conti family's "legitimate wife." Until the day I saw it with my own eyes, my husband, Christian, resting his hand on my stepsister Emma's bump belly, gentle like he was cradling the future. Everyone told me to be "big-heated": when the baby was born, they'd put it under my name, make him call me Mom, because the family needed an "heir." Even the private doctor they hired announced it in front of everyone—steady heartbeat, and from the ultrasound, it looked like a boy. I didn't cry and didn't make a scene. I just picked up the phone and told my lawyer to initiate the divestment. Twenty-four hours later, Christian's cards were frozen, his projects got their loans yanked, and assets started getting seized— That's when he finally understood: he hadn't betrayed a wife. He'd betrayed the lifeline of the entire family. But what I really wanted to know was— When he dropped to his knees and begged me to come back, would I tell him— I had already picked out his grave?

Oliver Harding and I are on our way to get a divorce when a truck rams into our car, making us turn turtle. Before I lose consciousness, I hear him say, "If I get a second chance at life, I'll definitely accept Zara's confession. Living a life of excitement with her is what I truly want." When I open my eyes again, I'm taken back to the day I got engaged. As in my past life, Zara Cox stands before Oliver with a bouquet and asks him whether he wants to be with her. He doesn't even spare me a glance as he drops to one knee before her. He holds out a ring and says, "I love you, Zara. Will you marry me?" Brilliant. He must have been reborn, too. I give them my blessings, and he and Zara live the exciting life he wants. But later, he falls to his knees before me. Tears stream down his face as he asks whether I can marry him again.